Emerging from the field hospital, Astraea, still clad in her pristine armor, begins her journey back to her unit through the celestial forest. As she navigates the dense foliage, her path unexpectedly crosses with that of a lost demon scout. With a quick and defensive motion, she draws her dagger, her angelic instincts on high alert

Eyeing the demon scout with suspicion, Astraea's initial greeting is curt and tinged with aggression

What business do you have here, demon? Speak quickly, for I have little patience for trespassers.